and since I’m on memory dispension time, i’ll tell you the story of how I got heatstroke for the Pope. I was forced by my intensely catholic mother to attend World Youth Day 1993, which meant “making a pilgrimage” (nee “driving”) to Denver Colorado, walking six or seven miles in 100 degree weather across a plain entirely barren but for sagebrush and prairie dogs–only to arrive at a campsite where food and beverage was provided by McDonalds in tents designated by country, limp $4 weiners christened “brats” and being hawked at the Germany spot.
We had a mass, I got my grandma’s rosary blessed from 300 miles away while the pope sermonized from under a plexiglass balloon, and on the way back, I collapsed, sunburned and blistered, delirious, possibly hallucinating and definitely dehydrated. It is possible my heatstroke was God’s punishment for my renunciatiion of faith a few months before, after a debacled yet thankfully shortlived experience as 16-yr-old church cantor; or perhaps because my best friend Marie, who was not Catholic but who attended on my invitation, had popped three hits of LSD and attended mass with my mom and I a few months before that (she was so guilt-stricken by the stained glass of the Passion that she ran to the bathroom and flushed the remaining 4 hits from her pocket before father got to the homily). At any rate, I recovered with some rest and water, and never returned.
Jessica and I did visit the Vatican a couple summers ago, however, marveling at the ancient cobble walks, the milling nuns with their long linen habits in the Roman sun, the great pillars topped with saints in gold. I bought my mom a hand-carved, rose-scented rosary from there, as an apology more or less, and I think she forgave me, though she still has not let me forget her years of worry, martyrdom and tears, and prayers for every time I said the words “goddamn” or “jesus fucking christ.” I love her anyway, though I hope the next pope is softer on choice; Pope JP’s anti-abortion stance was the sole and solitary reason she voted for GW Bush.
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dope, just perfect. just one question, when you go to the vatican do they stamp your passport?
Hey, just read your Interrobang (?!) article on Pitchfork – good stuff. Although I thought it was funny that throughout all your talk of Joan Wasser and her various projects you didn’t mention Jeff Buckley – I wouldn’t be surprised if some of his flair for the dramatic didn’t rub off on her. Jeff of course was buddies with the Dambuilders (they opened for Jeff on one of his many tours) and Shudder to Think (check out their collaboration on the soundtrack to ‘First Love, Last Rites’), and even played bass for Mind Science of the Mind on tour. The common thread through all of them seems to be Nina Simone, whom they all adore (Antony sings “Wild is the Wind” live from time to time).
I was kind of pissed when I saw Antony live a few weeks ago and Joan wasn’t there…he only brought along Julia Kent and Rob Moose. I kind of wanted to see her since I missed her when she came to town last fall as Joan as Police Woman. Oh well.
joan sounded like she did before she hooked w/jeff buckley and i am not into giving the boyfriend credit for something the girlfriend already did.
thanks for writing in!
thats totally what i thought you would say ^^^
doesn’t make it less valid.
I was saying it from the perspective of looking up to that. finding it good that you would say that
oh, i see. muchos gracias.